Freeloader? Not on the invitation list? Zhu Fusheng, you old man Zhu, with such a noble identity, why are you so unreliable in doing things.

It's not like I just have your name

"Black Gold VIP Invitation Card", which painting present should you take which one? In the end, I still have to play an emotional card for this old man to get the painting you said.

With this broken card, when I entered the door and went through the security check, I was looked at by the security guard brother a few times.

In addition to being a high-end access control card, what else is there to use for birds. Chen Daju touched the invitation card on the right inner pocket of his suit, muttered secretly, and said to Lan Guan Gu with a smile: "I came to visit your old man Lan and my sister Mei'er this time." For Lan Guan Gu, who is seventy years old, he naturally does not believe it.

Watching this kid grow up since he was a child, the kid's butt is a convulsion, it must be a serial fart, the first fart is loud but not smelly, and the back is two or three in a row, and it is specified that it is stuffy and smelly.

Languan Gu did not respond at the moment. Lan Meier was convinced, careless, delicate and simple, and immediately blossomed.

"I know that Brother Daju is true to his word, and he will definitely do what he promised Mei'er, but where have you been for more than a year? Mei'er remembers it very much in her heart. "The girl Huaichun, the speaker is unintentional, listening intentionally, the big guy looks at this delicate little doll with joy, completely ignoring this pair of eyes and looking at her.

Someone can't help it

"Poof" laughed out loud. Lan Mei'er realized that the big guy was watching her in full view.

The already flushed face,

"Whew" suddenly turned into a crimson pork liver color. Thinking that he must have made a fool of himself, he immediately drilled into Languan Gu's arms and shouted timidly

"Grandpa". Everyone who had already resisted smiling finally relaxed and laughed when they saw this little girl acting like this, and it turned out that this young man of unknown origin had a secret agreement with Lan Mei'er.

Lan Guangu's originally slitted eyes only had two thin lines left, and he doted on Lan Mei'er, who had buried her head in her arms, and took it all in.

Lan Mei'er looked like a frightened kitten, and never poked her head out again, just listened intently to what would happen next.

Chen Daju is worried, how to make up the next words. A woman in her forties, holding a phone that had been connected, said something to Lan Guan Gu.

He knew this woman, who was the old man's student and his assistant and secretary.

"Okay, I'll help you do it properly, don't worry. We have been friends for so many years, you can trust me, and my old blue is duty-bound. Yes, yes, I'll get people ready in a moment. No problem. The painting that Mr. Zhu wanted, I asked him to arrange for someone to take it away. I know this person, and he is still very reliable. As for the other three paintings, I will also send someone to send them to him. Congratulations, Lao Liu, these three paintings have been placed in Mr. Zhu's private art gallery in Paris for half a year, and the value has skyrocketed. Your old Liu is going to have good luck this year. Hahaha......" came faintly from the other end of the phone

"Where, where" is a modest word, but the joy of winning the jackpot has already reached the ears of the seven or eight people present.

After this phone call, not only Lan Guangu, but even everyone present also knew that this young man in front of him who was a little arrogant was a local dignitary

"Zhu Fusheng" Mr. Zhu asked Mr. Zhu to take a painting, the "Swimming Fish" of the Bada Shanren. Mr. Zhu is everyone's honorific title for Zhu Fusheng, and his age is in his early sixties.

In terms of financial resources and fame, everyone present can only hope for it. A total of three pieces of Languangu's calligraphy and painting art exhibition were sent out

"Black Gold VIP Invitation Card", he is one of them. And it's on the other end of the phone just now

"Lao Liu" voice, as soon as they heard it, they knew that it was in the circle

Liu Chuanjin of the "good old man". Among the calligraphy and paintings on display today, in addition to "Swimming Fish", there are more than 10 paintings by him.

The other three paintings on the other end of the phone just now are more precious than "Swimming Fish". If Zhu Fusheng's private art gallery in Paris were to be placed for half a year, the appreciation of a painting alone would be enough to buy such a "Swimming Fish".

Chen Daju's hanging heart, which was worried about affecting the itinerary just now, finally came to an end. took out the one in the inner pocket of the suit that he had just belittled him as

The invitation card of the "access control card" was respectfully handed to Lan Guan Gu. Seeing the restlessness of envy, jealousy and hatred of everyone, the corners of his eyes showed a slight disdain.

Lan Guan Gu's tangled heart finally relaxed.

"Daju, it seems that I can't keep you for dinner today. Mr. Zhu has already said hello to the owner of this painting, and I will help you install it immediately. Twenty minutes later, a private helicopter sent by Mr. Zhu will stop on the roof of the building to pick you up and take you to the airport. Be careful! Lan Guangu's concern was palpable.

I just saw it above, and I'm going to leave again. Lan Mei'er poked her head out of her grandfather's arms, her eyes moistened again, and she looked at his big brother blankly.

Even if there are a thousand words in my heart, I can't express them at this moment. She only hopes that these twenty points can pass slowly, and then slowly, so that she can spend a while with her big brother.

…… There is money, there is status, everything is so drizzle and miscellaneous. On the private jet to the terrorist's designated trading location, Chen Daju sighed all the way.

I've been looking for you grandsons for a year, and every time you have left half a step ahead of me. It's not good to kidnap anyone, the person you actually kidnapped Zhu Fusheng is still the woman he respects the most.

It's really hard to find a place to break through the iron shoes, and it takes no effort to get it. After redeeming you, I will destroy you in one fell swoop, so that I may comfort the souls of my brothers in heaven, and save my daughters and her fathers.

They must still be alive. Thinking of this, Chen Daju looked out the window of the plane and fell into endless contemplation.

Chen Daju was originally an elite special service officer of the military. During one mission, he encountered a group of international terrorists, resulting in the death of the rest of his team's special agents.

Although she narrowly escaped death, she was retaliated against by terrorists, causing her girlfriend and her father to disappear. Chen Daju felt deeply remorseful and retired early.

Since then, he has embarked on the road of revenge, but for a year, he has been fighting alone, always one step too late, a little bit closer.

In order not to affect the relatives around him, he no longer contacted relatives and friends, and there was no news. Wholeheartedly tracking down the whereabouts of these terrorists.

Just two days ago, Zhu Fusheng approached him and asked him to help find a painting as part of the ransom conditions of a female professor of historical relics under his staff.

And this painting is the "Swimming Fish" on the wall. He didn't want to agree, he felt that this matter had nothing to do with him, and with Zhu Fusheng's financial resources and influence, it was a matter of grabbing a more expensive painting than this.

Zhu Fusheng really has his hands and eyes, and he doesn't know where he learned that the wave of terrorists who kidnapped the female professor was his enemy.

The most important thing is that Zhu Fusheng doesn't want to alarm anyone from the outside world